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11-02-2009, 11:01 PM
Fear less, hope more;
Whine less, breathe more;
Talk less, say more;
Hate less, love more;
And all good things are yours."
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow."
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up."
"Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well."
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment."
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some b****ers and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
"All life is an experiment
"Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever
Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact."
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul."
Whine less, breathe more;
Talk less, say more;
Hate less, love more;
And all good things are yours."
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow."
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up."
"Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well."
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment."
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some b****ers and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
"All life is an experiment
"Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever
Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact."
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul."